"Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night?"
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 2, Ch. 3
Old Route 66 by Swiv
66 is the path of a people in flight, refugees from dust and shrinking land, from the thunder of tractors and shrinking ownership, and the desert's slow northward invasion, from the twisting winds that howl up out of Texas, from the floods that bring no richness to th eland and steal what little richness is there. From all of these the people are in flight, and they come into 66 from the tributary side roads, from the wagon tracks and the rutted country roads. 66 is the mother road, the road of flight.
Excerpt from Chapter 12 of John Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath
AFOOT and light-hearted I take to the open road,Healthy, free, the world before me,The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.
Willie Nelson- On The Road Again
On the road again -
Just can't wait to get on the road again.
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again
Goin' places that I've never been.
Seein' things that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again -
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends.
Insisting that the world keep turning our way
And our way
is on the road again.
Just can't wait to get on the road again.
The life I love is makin' music with my friend
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world keep turning our way
And our way
is on the road again.
Just can't wait to get on the road again.
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
"Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night?"
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 2, Ch. 3
66 is the path of a people in flight, refugees from dust and shrinking land, from the thunder of tractors and shrinking ownership, and the desert's slow northward invasion, from the twisting winds that howl up out of Texas, from the floods that bring no richness to th eland and steal what little richness is there. From all of these the people are in flight, and they come into 66 from the tributary side roads, from the wagon tracks and the rutted country roads. 66 is the mother road, the road of flight.
Excerpt from Chapter 12 of John Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath
You're gonna need a set of wheels. (best car commercial ever)
Walt Whitman- Song of The Open Road (excerpt)
AFOOT and light-hearted I take to the open road,Healthy, free, the world before me,The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.
Connect Three
The American Identity